Can’t Win Me Back

Amber's eyes reddened as she darted toward the trapdoor in The Millennium, tears streaming down her face.

Remy had let her go.

He actually spared her! Didn't this prove that he was Damien? That his true nature lingered, even if his memories of the past had been lost? Hope and excitement bubbled within her as she ran.

She had to reach Alyssa immediately and share this evidence—this incredible news! Emerging from the trapdoor, Amber navigated the tangled paths among the weeds on the mountain behind The Millennium.

Suddenly, she froze.

Her breath hitched.

Beams of white light shone from all directions, focusing on her.

The cold, unyielding spotlights told her everything—she was surrounded, the target of an ambush.

Amber's heart pounded in her chest.

Cold sweat slicked her palms as her fingers clenched tightly around her dagger.

The veins on the back of her hand throbbed with adrenaline.

Six assassins in black emerged from the shadows, their flashlights cutting through the gloom like the eyes of hungry hyenas.

lights focusing on her, there was

to survival was

with determination

of the nearest

precision,

man,

to the ground, and

opening, surging ahead without

might very well

just her survival—it was about

know how many more enemies lay in wait, but an ominous sense of

doubted she'd make it

realized no one was immediately behind her,

beneath a tree with

"X" into the tree trunk, she then moved to

a

gentle though

just about to

left arm, knocking

tumbled down the slope, out

other end of the line, Alyssa heard the deafening